Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 62: Angry Ron

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"Hula--" A sound.

Ron emerged from the water by a small river on the outskirts of Sao Paulo.

"Aha, haven't you escaped now?" Ron was a little proud. After leaving the stronghold of some "dark" organization, he faced many interrogations. He made a plan to enter through the sewer and swim all the time. Out to the river, escape from the city of São Paulo is no effort at all.

He shook his hair, wiped his face, and then swam to the shore. He climbed up to the shore several times, took off his wet clothes, took out the clean clothes from the space bag, and put them on.

"Warriors from the underworld, please accept my call, come out, skeleton warriors..."

At this time, Ron began to summon the skeleton warrior. Not long after, a dumb skeleton warrior stood in front of Ron.

"Hey!" Ron smiled, stretched out his hand to support the skeleton warrior, and climbed onto its back. With a thought in his heart, the skeleton warrior held Ron in his hand and ran as fast as a horse.

Of course, the speed of the skeleton warrior is not as fast as that of a fast horse, but it is much faster than Ron's own walking, and it saves effort.

"Ron, your method is really good!" Khomelin's eyes were full of admiration. "It's not bad to think of using skeleton warriors as mounts. Before so many people in the natural disaster church didn't think of it!"

"Hehe!" Ron smiled again, and he touched his head, "By the way, Grandpa Khomelin, can the necromancers of the Natural Disaster Church summon mounts at that time?"

"Senior-level necromancers do not have the undead magic of summoning mounts..." Khomelin thought for a while and said, "Summoning mounts requires at least the strength of the division level..."

"Teacher-level? That is the Necromancer, what can the Necromancer call?"

"gargoyle..."

……

The two talked all the way, walking straight to the border of the Holy Roman Empire, Ron deliberately chose a remote mountain road. Riding a skeleton warrior, it didn't take much effort, and went over the mountains like flat ground. For more than a month, I came to Asinaris, the border city of the Holy Roman Empire.

Asinaris was the border town of the Holy Roman Empire. Strictly speaking, it was a military town. The 13th, 14th, and 15th legions of the Empire were stationed here.

The most frequent contacts here are the merchants entering and leaving the city and the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire patrolling everywhere.

In order to avoid recognition, Ron put on a mask. In this border city, the investigation is not as strict as the royal capital of Sao Paulo.

"You... Pass..."

Just as Ron was about to walk out the door, a cold voice stopped him, and Ron was taken aback.

"Pass? What is a pass?" Ron was taken aback, shook his head, "I don't have one!"

No pass? The soldier became suspicious. He looked at Ron up and down, like a thief. At this time, several soldiers in the distance also looked over here.

"My lord, pass!" At this time, a fat businessman next to him handed over the pass, and the soldier took it, opened it, and waved him past.

"It turns out that the pass is the red notebook!" Ron saw the pass now, but he was worried again, how can he get a pass?

"You can't go out without a pass. This is a rule!" The soldier said to him with a tight face.

"Oh, sorry, sir, I forgot my pass at home, I'll get it now." Ron replied and hurriedly left.

Generally speaking, a pass is a symbol of a country’s status when going out. It is issued by each country. Generally speaking, passes for various countries are basically universal, but there are restrictions on the issuance of passes, usually only merchants and mercenaries. And nobles can have a pass, ordinary civilians do not have a pass. Ron has always been an ordinary civilian in the Holy Roman Empire, so naturally it is impossible to have a pass.

Ron stood aside helplessly and watched others pass the red pass in his hand. He had the urge to grab it.

However, it is not wise to grab a hand here. The soldiers coming and going made Ron see it in shock, but he also knew that it is impossible to leave Asinaris without a pass.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, what should I do?" Ron was completely gone.

Huo Meilin hesitated, "If you need it, I can help you kill it."

"Forget it, don't..."

Ron immediately rejected this exciting proposal by Huo Meilin. He didn't want Grandpa Huo Meilin to have trouble.

"Let me take a look first and see if I can come up with a good way?" Ron said helplessly.

At this time, in a corner by the city wall, some sounds attracted his attention.

"What's going on over there?"

Ron was surprised. Seeing the more and more people over there, he couldn't restrain his curiosity and walked over.

In the crowd, a little girl of about 13 or 4 years old curled up there. She was unkempt, ragged, and her pale face was trembling with tears. She was trembling with excessive fright.

Beside her, there lay an old man, who looked like a penniless beggar, who had been dead for a long time, and the body was stinking.

Beside her, there were a few young noble youths dressed in Chinese clothes, who were playing around, pointing at the little girl.

"Hehe, is this girl selling her body to bury her father? She is really filial!" A yellow-haired young man in Chinese clothes said with a grin and picking his teeth. Although his mouth was talking human words, his eyes were there thief. The little girl looked up.

"How did you know it was her father? Maybe it was her grandfather?" the other blue-haired youth laughed.

"Maybe it's her husband!" A brown-haired young man laughed with his palms.

"Hahaha..." Several Chinese youths laughed brazenly.

The little girl clenched her teeth and knelt on the ground, without a word, her long hair hanging down, covering her face.

At this time, something more excessive appeared.

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you in the past few days. This old guy is dead!" Seeing the yellow-haired young man grinning, he stretched out his sword and stabbed the girl's grandfather's body with a "por-".

"You...you..." The girl didn't expect that these people would do this, she raised her head, a trace of anger appeared in her eyes.

"This pariah is a pariah. Look, how dirty this old beggar is!" The yellow-haired young man smiled, and picked out the old man's intestines with a sword. Several people laughed with joy.

Poor old man, he is dead, and those few people didn't even let go of his body.

"Wow--you, don't touch my grandpa!" The girl cried at once, and rushed to fight the young men.

"Oh, dare to do it?" At this moment, she was pushed by the blue-haired young man and fell to the ground. She rushed to fight again, but her thin body couldn't hurt that at all. There are a few tall and magnificent young people in Chinese clothes, and those few are joking, just looking for fun.

The people around looked at the little girl with sympathy, but seeing the appearance of the few young people alone, many people dared not speak, many shook their heads and walked away.

"What's going on?" Ron's eyes flashed with anger, and asked an old man next to him.

The old man shook his head, "Oh, both grandpa and grandchildren came here from the outside. It has been several months. Those guys are harassing every day, but the girl His grandfather died of a sudden illness, and only this girl is left, poor, these people still haven't let go..."

"These scumbags!" Ron was angry, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, he clenched his fists and squeezed his bones. What he doesn't see most is bullying the weak, which is also related to his previous experience. No one here understands the little girl's mood better than Ron.

"Youth, don't mess around!" The old man whispered, "I beg you, these guys can't be offended, and the yellow-haired one belongs to the city lord of Asinaris Son..."

"Ron, calm down!" Huomerin's voice also sounded at the same time, "I know what you want to do, but in this way, your identity will be exposed!"

"Damn it!" Ron also knew how serious it was. He gritted his teeth, relaxed his clenched fist, and took a deep breath.

"Haha, it's just a dead person, why are you so anxious? It's not your husband!" The yellow-haired young man smiled and waved a sword "Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) Piece.

The girl was completely stunned, she didn't even have her consciousness, staring blankly at a pile of rotten meat and blood ulcers on the ground, she ran a few steps, knelt on the ground all of a sudden, tears bursting into her eyes.

"Grandpa--" The heart-piercing cry moved the crowd. Looking at the young people, their eyes were not good.

These young people didn't realize it. Who was afraid of coming on their territory? The bones of those who dared to oppose them before have turned to ashes.

At this time, the yellow-haired young man seemed to have discovered the new world, and said excitedly, "Hey, look, that girl looks good..."

"Hey, I don't think that the eyes of the big and young are so poisonous, you can even see it!" said the blue-haired youth.

"Clean her up, and we can have a good time!" The brown-haired young man also smiled, his eyes shining with lust.

The three exchanged glances. The blue-haired youth and the brunette youth walked over quickly, reached under the armpit of the little girl, and framed her.

The little girl looked stupid and let them stand up without even resisting.

"Beasts--not even a 13-year-old girl!" The onlookers shook their heads with sympathetic expressions in their eyes, but no one came to stop their atrocities.

The few young people in Chinese clothes turned a deaf ear to the discussions around them. They had done this more than once for things like this. They were already familiar with them and ignored the angry glances they cast.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, I can't help it anymore!" Ron's teeth rattled with anger, and his body shook with anger.

"Ron, you have to be calm, it's useless to show off for a while!" Hummerin reminded.

"Grandpa Huo Meilin, but I can't help it anymore!" Ron looked at the back of the few people away, gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, let me be willful once...just once..." /

Ron drew the cyan bone stick from the space bag, his face became extremely sullen, he said every word, "I—definitely—forgive—no—this—gang—beast—livestock!"